Hey guys! I had planned on posting another chapter in the present (cause I'm just so excited) but then I realised we need bit of past and of Lisa so here you go.

Not a very intriguing chapter but then again, first year for Lisa is fairly uneventful.

The song for this chapter is 'Just Like Fire' by P!NK.

Lisa walked towards the greenhouses. The 3rd year Gryffindors and Slytherins were just leaving after finishing their class.

"Hey midget," Frank said walking towards her. Alice waved at her from beside him bemused.

"I'm in first year Frank, of course I'm shorter than you," Lisa said irritably, rolling her eyes.

"Lisa, you're tiny even amongst the firsties," Alice pointed out.

"I'll get my growth spurt," Lisa said defensively.

"Sure midget," Frank said, patting her head condescendingly.

Just a few days after she had become friends with her, Alice had introduced Lisa to her best friend, Frank Longbottom.

Both the third years had immediately taken the first year into their group as a younger sister figure and Lisa wasn't going to complain about that, especially due to the lack of elder sibling figure she had in her life at the moment.

"How was herbology?" Lisa asked, changing the subject from her height.

"Bo- ring," Alice said, breaking the word into two, "Wish I had a free period like you did." Frank nodded in agreement.

"No, you don't," I said, "I was so bored. Lily had charms, while Severus was in DADA. And you both were in Herbology. I was dying from loneliness."

The two Gryffindors shared an amused glance.

"Lisa," Frank said mockingly, as if he was a concerned parent talking to his child, "You need to make some friends. Of your own age."

Lisa opened her mouth to respond but no sound came out. To be honest she agreed with Frank. She did need some friends in her year.

"I'm going to class," she said instead with a huff, turning on her heel and walking off.

She heard her friends chuckling behind her.

Just as she was reaching the doors of the greenhouse 1, somebody stepped in front of her, blocking her way.

Her eyes met a pair of icy blue eyes and blonde hair.

There stood in front of her Jack Bulstrode. Behind him were Barty Crouch Jr with his obsidian eyes and equally dark choppy hair, Makinson Fawley with russet eyes and short curly dark brown hair and Janice Parkinson with one blue and one brown eye and shoulder-length brown eyes.

"Well well well," Bulstrode said smirking, "If it isn't the traitor Slytherin."

The other Slytherins grinned at this.

Lisa raised an eyebrow at them, "What are you smiling for dungbrains, that wasn't even a joke?"

The Slytherins ignored her comment, Fawley even rolling his eyes, and walked towards her, making her take a step back.

"Hanging out with Gryffindor blood traitors," Bulstrode said, eyeing the retreating figures of Alice and Frank, "And here I was thinking you could sink no lower." He eyed Lisa as if she was some disgusting worm.

"Beats hanging out with you lot," Lisa snapped.

"You've got a big mouth Potter," Parkinson said sneering.

"Nah," Lisa said shrugging, "Just an ability to point out the obvious to you oblivious souls."

"I'll tell you what's obvious," Crouch finally spoke up putting a finger on his chin as if he were deep in thought, "It is stupid to insult the people who know where you sleep." Lisa scoffed, trying to hide the slight nervousness that had been ignited in her from Crouch's words.

"You aren't the brightest, are you?" Crouch continued sneering, "Disgraceful, for someone from the house of the cunning. Then again," he smirked, "You should know all about disgrace. Tell me, how disappointed were your parents when they realised how much of a snake you are? The Gryffindor Potter seemed pretty pissed."

Lisa tried to keep her anger off her face. There was NO need to bring her family into this.

"As disappointed as your dad will be when he finds out the company you keep," she gestured towards his friends with disdain, "kids of potential death eaters." She stepped forward, trying to stare Crouch down, which was a feat in itself seeing as the the third year was at least a foot taller than her, "You tell me Crouch, what's it like knowing you will never live up to your dad's legacy?"

Crouch's face twisted into a scowl, "Don't you-"

"Those who live in glass houses should not throw stones," she said jeeringly, cutting him off. Then she turned towards the other Slytherins and mockingly told them, "And you all should work on your 'bully persona'," she used air quotes around the word 'bully persona', "Not intimidating in the least. On the contrary you sound like bunch of choking banshees," she looked them up and down in the same way Bulstrode had done a few moments ago, "Or at least come up with better insults."

She turned on her heels dramatically, her robes billowing around her and walked into the greenhouse with her head held high, not giving them time to respond.

She tried to play it off as cool but inside she was fuming.

She looked for an empty spot on the table. It was clear to see the distinction between the first year Slytherins and Ravenclaws, who they were sharing a class with. Each of the house stood took one side of the long table. There was no intermingling.

By unspoken social norm, she should have stood with her fellow Slytherins and she would have in other circumstances, but the incident outside had irritated her. No way was she standing with the Slytherins. For all she knew, she might end up snapping at some innocent bystander.

So, she headed towards the table and walked past the Slytherin side of the table, ignoring the looks she was getting, to stand at the Ravenclaw side of the table between a boy with short bleach-blonde hair and blue eyes and a girl with sandy blonde hair and silvery-blue-grey eyes.

Professor Sprout silenced the gossiping students and then proceeded to give us a lesson on Dittany. She then proceeded to ask them to separate into groups of three and tend to the plants.

Lisa looked around helplessly. Who was she supposed to work with?

She felt a tap on her shoulder.

"Wanna work with us? We're down one person," the girl who had been standing beside her said. The guy who had been standing on the other side of her was standing with the girl, his eyes wandering around.

Lisa gave her a grateful smile. "Sure," she breathed out.

They headed towards a table with a dittany plant.

"I'm Pandora Allen," the girl said brightly, extending a hand. She then gestures towards her friend, "And this is Xenophilius Lovegood."

I shook her hand, "Lisa Potter."

Lisa then turned towards the boy and extended her hand.

His eyes stopped scanning the room and fell on her. "You have wrackspurts in your hair," he blurted out.

"What?" she asked retracting her hand and self-consciously running it through her hair looking for something that might have gotten stuck in it.

"Wrackspurts. They're invisible little creatures. They float in through your ears and make your brain go fuzzy," he said, then he flushed red as if just realising what he had said. "A- I mean. Er- you didn't need to know that," he hung his head.

"No need to apologise Xeno," Pandora chided him, "We're all different. You wouldn't remember Alice in Wonderland if it wasn't wonder-ous." She finished as if this brought the discussion to an end.

What in the world was alice in wonderland?

She shook of the confusion and hesitantly said, "Yeah. I wasn't going to be judgemental. Confused, sure, but not judgemental."

Pandora smiled appreciatively at her, "You're nice. Don't know why people are glaring at you." Lisa turned around to see that many people were in fact glaring at her, mostly Slytherins, who adorned looks of betrayal as if she had thrown them into a cage of chimeras.

"Maybe they don't like the way we are handling the dittany," Pandora said frowning slightly looking down at the poor plant which was drooping due to the lack of water.

Xenophilius chuckled, shaking his head. Lisa sent him a confused look, he just mouthed 'naive' and left it at that.

It seemed to explain everything and yet nothing at the same time.

They both turned to each other and started talking about potions and creatures that she hadn't ever heard off before.

The two were an unusual pair and it was clear that they shared a bond. Lisa felt like an outsider among them and yet for some reason, that didn't seem to faze her. She felt a weird sense of calm with these two. As if she could kill someone and still laugh it off.

Ok, that was a weird example.

Her brain drifted into the clouds as she mindlessly worked on the dittany plant.

She wondered if she could convince her parents to buy her a Cleansweep 205 for year or maybe a Nimbus 10. It wasn't as good as the Cleansweep, but it could work. Would she even try out for the team? Who was she kidding, of course she was gonna try out! She LOVED quidditch. She would love to be a chaser or a seeker. She wasn't sure which one yet.

She snapped out of her thoughts when she heard Pandora say, "Those feys then picked up my aunt's bag and threw it out of the window-"

"I'm sorry, feys?" Lisa asked interrupting Pandora's story.

"Yeah feys," Pandora said, "They are like a mix between fairies and pixies. Extremely mischievous. The one my aunt saw was a sun fey."

Lisa thought about that. Incendies hadn't come out to prank in a while, and those four third year Slytherins needed to be taught a lesson.

"Can someone find feys on Hogwarts ground?" she asked the other two innocently. Her eyes on the plant while her attention remained on her Ravenclaw companions.

"I'm not sure, I think there might be some in the Forbidden Forest," Pandora said shrugging.

"I think I saw a lake fey near the harbour," Xenophilius said.

"Oh thanks," Lisa said nonchalantly.

Xenophilius and Pandora turned back to their conversation.

You guys should check out this 'WHY IS YOUR GENERATION THE WAY THAT IT IS?' by Kira Kosarin. And you don't have to be 17 to 25 as she mentioned in the song. I'm 16 and I totally relate. In fact, any teen from our gen can probably relate too.

Plus, we're all bored in quarantine anyways.

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